Background: Performing is one of your favorite things to do. You not only get to sing, but you also get to interact with your fans and bring smiles to their faces. Of course, this particular performance was something special. Instead of being held in another state, it would be held at your hometown, Paris! (A/n: In the park where Adrian had a photo shoot). Everyone you knew would be attending to cheer you on.

The lady your father hired for handling the clothing for this festivity was a older woman: around her 50's it seemed. A woman with beady bright blue eyes that seemed to always stare into your soul in judgment when gazing at you, with black hair and tan skin. You couldn't lie. She intimidated you a little; so you didn't really question it when she handed you your outfit. 

You had felt like your top was a little looser than usual when conversing with your backup dancers and management team backstage. However, you completely forgot about this feeling once the adrenaline and happiness you when stepping on stage. Everything went smoothly and you singed and danced your but off. Until the very last song, that is. Before you knew it, during the most energetic finale song, you felt your top completely give out from behind you.

So how would Cat and Adrian react to you having a wardrobe malfunction and seeing it happen while performing on stage?

Here are the choices (if you want to imagine your own that s totally ok! Just make sure you have one that acts like a...bra I guess?):

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Adrien's reaction:

He was cheering on Y/n from the crowd surrounding the stage, admiring how much she glowed when doing what she loved. He was dancing along with Nino, Luka, Kim, Max, Nathaniel, and Ivan since they were acting normal...er..normal-er, anyway. It was better than what the other girls were doing, at least.

Marinette was in awe of Y/n's outfit, Alya was screaming the lyrics of each song while videotaping along with Chloe and Subrina, Rose, Myléne and Juleka were smiling as they danced along, and Alix, well, let's just say she was dancing far more than any normal person should.

When the last song began, he immediately noticed the small amount of shock that flashed before your eyes before it was quickly swept off. He noticed you tensed up a little, and the arm holding up the microphone didn't move from your side as much as it did before. It wasn't until a male backup dancer stopped his choreography, came up to you from behind, and tried to fix a now broken bra clip did he realize what was happening.

When Y/n realized what the backup dancer was doing, she turned around, STILL singing, and shook your head politely, signaling with a smile that it was 'ok'. 

Then you just kept singing and dancing like you weren't about to be very exposed to the world???

Cue an awed, confused, and worried child.

Sure, he was extremely impressed with your professionalism. But he doesn't want you to be publicly shamed for your body showing in a way you never meant to display it.
It was especially worrisome when you jumped. He just about had a mini heart attack when the thinking about your entire career ending just because of a horrible wardrobe malfunction.

As soon as you got off that stage, Adrian took off running and gave you his button up shirt to keep you cover with.

Chat Noir's reaction:

He just so happened to be on patrol when he saw you preform your last song. He sat on a rooftop, having an amazing view of your perfectly shaped form and snug fit clothing.

You+singing+right for clothing that showed off your curves= Chat paradise.

After drooling over both you and your vocals, he noticed something was up when he saw one of your backup dancers come to fix something on your back. In which he also saw you run around and shake your head, gracing him with a dazzling smile as you kept singing.

When singing while walking over to the stages side opposite from, he noticed your hand that wasn't holding a mic, grabbing at something on your back. From closer inspection, it finally done on him that your top was broken.

Cue a panicking kitty.

Nobody was gonna see a side of Y/n that was only meant for him to see in the future--

"Purrincess stop jumping! Your tops gonna fall!! Don't you dare move your arm any higher or--"

He hardly paid any attention to your singing due to the fact that hi anxiety for your top unexpectedly falling and exposing you and potentially ruining your career, distracted him.

His heart raced until the very end. As soon as you walked off that stage, he "kidnapped" you. Taking you straight to your house so you could go change. Although it wasn't right away, you changed eventually..

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Ah, sorry for not updating in so long. I've been trying to come up with new ideas for one shots. I don't want to use the same generic ideas all the rest of the Chat Noir/ Adrian Agreste one shot books have so that's why it's taking so long. I apologize.

If you guys have any requests, feel free to Private Message me about them or comment on here, it would help me tremendously! Thanks for reading and I hoped you enjoyed!